Somewhere on the outskirts of reason... Or where good television can be found.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Anna Nalick 'Wreck Of The Day'

My 5 year-old nephew Preston has been running around the house pretending to be a superhero, a spy, and a rock star. What gave him this idea?

Disc 1 of season 1 of The Monkees, that is what.

The boy took to them like Davy Jones to dimples… Wait a minute… Did Davy Jones have dimples?

And for some reason, Davy is his favorite member of The Monkees. Since Preston is so girl crazy, I know it’s not because Davy is cute to him. I think it’s because Preston wants the attention of just about every female out there.

I liked Nesmith because he was calm, cool, and I preferred his songs even though he sang none of my favorites. Weird, huh?

Post your comments and tell us your favorite and why they are. And don’t forget your favorite song from The Monkees. My favorite tunes are “She”, “Your Auntie Grizelda”, and “(I’m Not Your) Steppin’ Stone”. What the hell… I love the whole album called ‘More Of The Monkees’. That was my first rock n’ roll record when I was a kid and it’s still one of my favorites.

Yesterday, I was at the 6th Annual Bubbalympics with the Two Guys Named Chris crew at Wet n’ Wild Emerald Pointe here in Greensboro. Feel free to check out all the pictures on our website, rock92.com.

It was a hot day and I wore my Rock 92 Bleacher Creature bucket hat to keep my head safe from the sun’s rays. And when we had packed up the Rock 92 Van to leave, a woman came up to me and asked if she could have my hat.

First of all, why would she want my sweat soaked hat?

I politely told her no, she couldn’t have my hat. That didn’t satisfy her and she asked again with a slight beg in her voice. I told her that we don’t have anymore of them and I wanted to hold on to the one that I had.

“Well, what can you give me?” she asked.

Without missing a beat I said, “How about chlamydia?”

She stared and blinked at me with a few seconds of disbelief until she understood what I meant. And those are the moments that I live for… Hitting people with the weirdest thing that I can come up with.

Here’s something that I noticed at Wet n’ Wild Emerald Pointe… No one gives a damn about how they look.

No matter where your self-image thinking is at, it doesn’t matter. No one at the water park cares. Every one is running around half naked and unashamed. Even Goatboy was running around and showing off his coin slot to everyone. Yeah, Goat’s coin slot IS quite disgusting but he didn’t care. He just let the jokes about having his ass waxed ricochet off him like bullets off Superman.

Now me personally, I don’t do pools unless they’re privately owned in someone’s backyard. I just don’t get into that mass pool business. To me, it’ disgusting swimming around in the filth of others. I know there’s a fair amount of people there who don’t know how to properly wipe their ass. I know people are just whizzing away in the water instead of taking a stroll to the proper amenities for waste collection.

I just don’t like the idea of getting that stuff into my ears, nose, or mouth. Hell, I don’t even want it on my skin. I won’t even get into the ocean because there’s tons of sea life making it a giant toilet bowl. And not to mention, we also do our fair share of dumping sewage and garbage into the ocean.

It’s just disgusting and I want no part of it.

Am I a bit of a germ freak like Howard Hughes?

You better believe it.

And over the weekend, I managed to watch several movies from Netflix.

I checked out the remake of The Hills Have Eyes and I found it laugh out loud funny. The gore and the way people were killing each other was tremendously hilarious. I also liked the fact that the anti-gun liberal finally came to his senses and decided that in order to stay alive and save his baby, he would have to use a firearm.

I don’t care if you’re that sexy and yet politically annoying Janeane Garofalo, when it comes to killing or being killed, you’ll pick up a gun every time.

Even though the film was unintentionally funny, I only gave it 3 out of 5 stars on the Netflix grading scale. Overall, it didn’t really improve on the original. Unless you like gore and you’re able to find the humor in such things, don’t rent it.

I also checked out The Big Red One starring Lee Marvin and Mark “Corvette Summer” Hamil. It was released in 1980 after Hamil was introduced to the world as Luke Skywalker in Star Wars.

I’ve always wanted to see this film and others like it since after seeing a documentary on film writer and director Samuel Fuller on the Independent Film Channel a few years ago.

I could only give the film 3 out of 5 stars because it was a little long and a little bit melodramatic like a bad Lifetime Movie Channel flick. I wanted to love it since I saw it on someone else’s Netflix queue and remembered the documentary. It just didn’t live up to my expectations.

This is the third film that I’ve seen by Samuel Fuller and I’m just not that impressed. The documentary made him out to be the god of war pictures, but I’m just not buying into it.

Now the television series Scrubs is really floating my boat. I gave season one 5 out of 5 stars on Netflix and I added the other seasons to my queue.

The show has that Green Acres surrealist feel to it with a helping of Get A Life along with a dash of M*A*S*H*.

I remember when TV Land claimed Scrubs to be a future classic when it first hit the airwaves. I could never really catch it on a regular basis because the NBC moved the show around like a crazy pea and shells game.

Now… I’m hooked and I thank God for the DVD collection. Scrubs is quickly becoming one of my top ten favorites.

And the music is one of the best things about it. You have to love a show when the theme song features a banjo. And if that were not enough, Scrubs has featured songs by Cheap Trick, The Buzzcocks, and John Hiatt.

Good taste in music will always win me over. The only exception would be the films from Rob Zombie.

I'm a big fan of the bucket hat, but I can't imagine someone asking for your sweat-soaked one. Especially begging after being told "no"!

Though... I am reminded of a time when my big mouth and hat fondness got me into trouble. There was a man in a really nice (new)Duke hat at the grocery store one day. He was probably my father's age or a bit older. I had on my Duke earrings, it was basketball season, and Duke was playing that afternoon.

So I walked over to him and teasingly said "I really think that you ought to give me that hat. It matches my earrings... see?" (while pointing at my ears. I thought we'd have a good laugh and chat about the game...

He looked at me with a very bemused smile, paused a moment, plopped his hat on my head, and ran away from me, laughing the whole way.

I will complete the Monkee grand slam, because my favorite is Peter. I just remember thinking he was the best when I used to watch the show back in 4th grade. Maybe because he was the dumb one and always ended up in the craziest trouble. Mickey is a close second. The other two I can really take or leave. Many people would say it's blasphemy, but I'd take the Monkees over the Beatles any day. They may be my second all-time favorite band.

I seriously can't decide on a favorite song. That's like you picking a favorite bloody wrestling match or favorite trip to Long John Silver's. I tried to make a short list and ended up with 22 songs. Now I am going to burn them all to a cd. Here are my two favorites sung by each Monkee: Your Auntie Grizelda & Do I Have To Do This All Over Again (Peter,) Can You Dig It & Pleasant Valley Sunday (Micky,)Star Collector & Vallerie (Davy,) Sweet Young Thing & Circle Sky (Mike.)

Favorite Monkee of all time would have to be Mickey. He had the cool hair and sang the cool songs.

- Favorite Songs -

Goin' Down, Words, She, Star Collector, The Porpiose Song, Salesman, Pleasant Valley Sunday, Valeri, Your Auntie Grizelda, (I'm Not Your) Stepping Stone, and a slwe of others which I would put down if I could think of them off the top of the head.